>ROSIE'S POV<
"Lucifer sent me." Zayn breathed out as I jerked away from him. "He's stronger than ever."
"Why should I care?" I muttered harshly. "He's not our problem anymore."
Zayn's eyes narrowed as he took a small step towards me. "Ours?"
"Harry an-"
"Oh dammit, Rosie!" He spat out, running his hands down his face.
"Don't call me that." I crossed my arms over my chest.
"You're so fucking dumb." He chuckled humorlessly, shaking his head. "The reason that Lucifer is coming back is because you two have come back together!"
"But...why?" My shoulders slumped in confusion.
"You broke the deal."
My eyes widened at his words. "What?"
"The deal that you made with Lucifer. He would give Harry his life back in return for your own. But..." He trailed off for a second, bitting down on his bottom lip. "You had to stay away from him."
"Okay, so I didn't. Why do you care? What's going to happen?"
Zayn looked down at me with bloodshot eyes. It looked like he hadn't shaved for a long time. The bags under his eyes indicated that he hadn't slept at all, either.
"I care because I'm h-" He struggled to get the word out, as if he developed a stutter all of a sudden. "H-human. Lucifer gave me my soul back. In return, I'm going to help him kill you. And I'm telling you this because I want to take him down."
I laughed dryly at him, rolling my eyes. His lip quivered as he let out a breathy sigh.
"I know this sounds sketchy, ok? I tried to kill you in the past. I'm evil, and I was even a demon. But...I am human now...and I know that doesn't change who I am, but I want to help this time. I don't want Lucifer to be able to hurt anyone else. Not after everything."
The tears welling up in his brown eyes made me feel uneasy. I had never seen him really cry before. I knew his words were sincere, but that could just be acting. I couldn't trust him. Not yet.
"I have a son now." I whispered, making his head snap up. "I won't let you anywhere near him."
"I don't expect you to, Rose. I'll stay away, I promise. Please."
I bit my lip, looking down to my feet. "Fine. I'll let you help."
A smile washed over his face. He began to thank me, but I held a hand up in front of his face.
"But- if you do so much as raise my suspicions, I will tear you to pieces, you understand?"
He nodded slowly, smirking slightly. "Being a mother has given you confidence, eh? I like it."
I rolled my eyes at him. "Knock it off, Zayn. Now tell me, what the hell is going on?"
His small grin instantly faded. His eyes looked anywhere but at me. It looked as if he was debating on whether or not telling me.
"Because you broke the deal..." He finally looked up at me and I could tell from the look in his eyes that it wasn't good.
"You're going to disappear."
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Ohhh boy. Bad stuff is about to happen, y'all.
Sooooooo I preordered Harry's album plus a cd and the book. Can you tell I'm hella excited?
If you want, you can go check out my new book Daddy's Home which is gonna come out this summer.;)
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The Girl From My Past {h.s. au} #wattys2018
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